From the distance upon a mountain top
A horn bellows its sharp tune
For all to hear and all to stop
On a simple Tuesday afternoon.
Once more the horn makes its sound
It is as though it wants all to hear
If this fine tuned noise should go ignored,
The price to pay is feared.
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 3:49 PM UTC
From the distance upon a mountain top
A horn bellows its sharp tune
For all to hear and all to stop
On a simple Tuesday afternoon.
Once more the horn makes its sound
It is as though it wants all to hear
If this fine tuned noise should go ignored,
The price to pay is feared.
